Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray were

"Ah --"

palm brought her back

crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her hand involuntarily.

Brody

ordered coldly,

order to take the pieces out, he had to

Would hurt.

of Tracy, and his heart

see her

"No --"

touched

not to mention the

same time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly

blood stained Tracy's and

which were full of fear and timidity, and frowned.

"You know it hurts?"

You don't have to be

word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly,

by blood again, Brody

"Have a seat --"

was sort of

much more

"No --"

her

looked at him coldly, "Brody, are

at him

seemed that he remembered what he was doing

were as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed

me to care about

He snorted.

furious that he tightly pressed on her

tie you

to threaten.

much and the bleeding had

dizzy as if she was going

"A little bit painful..."

with

heart skipped a beat when he saw

little pain flashed through

Tracy was very feeble, but she was still unwilling

didn't say anything but stared at her own

you feel painful, you can

down at her. Then he

sharp knife at the wound on her palm.

wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed

fear rose from the bottom

own thought was making

stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in

"Hmm --"

stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream,

teeth,

"Clap -"

of liquid dripped on Brody's hand

was her tears

He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made up

and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried to keep calm.

tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect

feel the knife cutting her

face was twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole

her eyes finally could not help bursting into

were cut

out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared at the crying